like as if it ever ended
the fact that lost
as if i was ever found
or else we would just be crazy
and as we all mix eloquence with vanity
we yet, forget to greet in proper manner
to speak with profession and fluidity
be easy going and real... just not creepy
make eye contact and show confidence unlike the breaths you take before and after bed
many days pass by before one finally asks why
and few are that take this question seriously enough to discover new answers
With new knowledge, one wants to share with all
and the select will call him crazy
but they don't know, nor care to see
and the more you prove yourself valid before open ears
the more hazardous you seem
responces of all sorts, from smiles to slander
those who take you as wise, only make you seem cultic
yet who cares what they think? i mean, you've probably saved people's lives
but according to the establishment of subectivity
you're just crazy

Did you see her?
I caught a glimpse of her once
in  shadow.

She ran away quickly
a flurry of leaves
                   and bird song
Jump

        Jump up and catch
The crispness
                       This truth
This reality
         Our obsession with objectivity
Will be our demise
                      in a world of
                      Beautiful
                                           Subectivity

Jump
        Jump and catch

Her

I saw her once
She was a glimpse in a mirror
on a frozen lake in Russia
She passed me by a kiosk
Reds and Whites
on a brown background.

Opening up
                      I tried it once
But I couldn't believe
                         the reality
                                I was living in

Jump
        Jump up
                      Jump in
                                   Jump higher
Sideways
                around
                            just don't
                                            sit
                                                down.